Date: Wed, 26 Sep 2012 17:09:05 -0700 (PDT)
From: John Michaels
Subject: FILIPINO LOVE - Chapter 26
FILIPINO LOVE
BY
JM
Email: mannlookin@yahoo.com
Disclaimers and other info: see chapter one
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
(Ronni's POV)
I just can't believe how my life has changed, and all to the better
because of this wonderful man, my Dream Man, my Phil! God, how I love
him!! He's shown nothing but love for me, even from the very first. Poor
guy! He must have been so confused when I first told him about my dream
and that I knew he was the one from the dream. I could tell at first that
he was a little suspicious of what I said, but even then, he held me with
love in his eyes and let me tell my story. I'm not sure if that look of
love he gave me at first was the kind of love we have now. Maybe it was
just love for me as a person, someone he was beginning to care about.
Either way, I could see it in his eyes and feel it in my heart as his true
love for me grew into true romantic love. What an incredible feeling!!
And I know it really affected him hard, `cuz his eyes were wet more than
once, and I could hear by his voice how he was growing in love for me. I
was so very happy then, and it's just gotten better and better.
That first time we had sex, it was so...WOW!!! I'd NEVER felt
anything so great in my life! Not that I've had a long life yet, but I've
been a lot of pleasure from stroking my cock ever since the time when I was
first having my dream of him. I was 10 the first time I brought myself to
my first dry cum while thinking of the man I saw in my dreams. And the
first time I actually made sperms, was the most intense up til then. It's
always felt good when I cum, but that first time with my Phil was the best
yet, and I knew we'd be spending a lot more time in bed together like that
doing all kinds of sex stuff. I couldn't believe how much cum Phil and I
made together! We were a real mess! (hehe) And I want to make more messes
like that with him again and again.
My close friends and a lot of kids at school know that I'm gay. It
became pretty clear when everyone around me was pairing off in boy/girl
relationships and I didn't join the parade. I've never gone around with a
big sign around my neck that's says "GAY" or anything, but if someone asks
me, I'll tell them. People always tell me I'm very good-looking, very
handsome. I don't see what they see. All I see in the mirror is just me,
Ronni. I look pretty much like a lot of other boys. Nothing special. But
there must be something, `cuz since I was about twelve, a lot of boys my
age and older have wanted to have sex with me, even some grown men. They
even offer me money if I'll have sex with them. But I don't want to do
that. There is only one person in all the world I will ever have sex with,
and that's my Dream Man. I don't ever worry that I'll never have sex with
another guy. I always have the same dream, sometimes two or three times a
week, and it's always the same. My Dream Man will be here and soon,
according to my lola. She has what is called here the Third Eye. That
means she can tell what dreams mean, can heal very sick people when doctors
can't...all kinds of things. People say that she has never been wrong in
figuring out dreams or any of the other things she can do, so I know I can
trust her when she says my dream is really my future.
And she has always been so very good to me, especially the time I had
to stay with her when Mama was going to have another baby...well, TWO
babies, but we didn't know that until they were born. Lola has always
shown me great love, and so have my parents, of course. Lola has already
told them about my dream and future. At first, they were not happy about
it, but Lola kept talking to them until they understood that this was my
future, my destiny. I think the thing she told them that helped them to
accept the facts was when she reminded them that God does not mistakes and
that if this was what was in my future, then it was all part of God's plans
for me. I could see in their faces that what Lola had said about me and my
Dream Man was something they were having a hard time accepting but were for
now, anyway, reluctantly willing to accept that it was going to happen,
whether they liked the idea or not. When they accepted that, they also had
to accept the fact that I was gay. I think this was harder for them than
accepting the dream. As the eldest male child, they had hopes for me and
for grandchildren. But God bless them! They came to realize the truth,
and as the days and weeks passed, I could see them come to fully accept
everything. And the very best thing of all is that even when their doubts
were the biggest, they still loved me and showed it in everything they did
and said. They're the greatest parents any kid could have, and my lola is
the very best! I'm a very lucky kid.
And then my life got even better. I met Phil. At first, I just
thought he was just a very good-looking guy who was here on vacation, but
there was something that drew me to him immediately. We always had
tourists around the beaches here, so I, at first, saw him as one of those
short-time vacationers. It wasn't until we were playing in the water, and
he was holding me that it came to me. It hit me so hard!!! This was my
dream exactly! The place here at the beach and in the water, the words we
spoke, the feeling of our arms around each other that just felt so right!
I was in the arms of my Dream Man! My heart got so full at that moment I
started crying. I was so happy!!! This was it! This was my dream come
true! He was finally here, in my life! I tried to get my voice under
control so I could tell him. I was hoping he wouldn't think I was just
some crazy kid with a wild tale about dreams and love, but I could tell by
his eyes that he was seeing into my heart and soul and seeing truth when I
finally managed to find my voice. We continued to talk when we went back
to the beach, and I never let go of him. He never let go of me either, and
that just made me feel even better. When I told him that my family was
away for the night and that I was home by myself, he said I could stay with
him, and we could go together to my house in the morning.
When we went into the house, everything seemed so familiar, as though
I'd been here before, many times. There was a very strong feeling that I
was home, and when Phil asked about when I had to get home to my family, I
told him that I WAS home. Phil took me in his arms (Oh, how very good that
felt!) and we sat on the sofa, where I told him all about my dream. I could
see in his face and eyes that he believed what I said. He was concerned
because of the big difference in our ages, but when I was done talking, I
could tell he now accepted the truth in my dreams and that there were going
to be no big problems with our loving each other.
I couldn't hold back any longer. I kissed him with all the love I
felt for him, and he very quickly returned the love. And when I felt his
tongue on my lips, I automatically opened my mouth to accept it. The
feelings of our tongues caressing each other inside my mouth caused my
heart to beat faster and I think I moaned in pleasure. This led to our
first time having sex...NO! He called it `Making love!' I like that. It
makes a lot of sense. Anyone can have sex, but when two people love each
other, then it takes a whole new meaning. I knew right then that Phil and
I would always make love, not sex. And the feelings!!!!! I have NEVER
felt such a powerfully good feeling when I shot my sperms!! I have stroked
my cock many times since I first learned how, but NOTHING, even the first
time I shot sperms, came even close to this! And it sounded like Phil was
having the same feelings from the sounds he (and I!!) was making. But
MAN!!! What a mess!! I can't wait to make this mess many, many times with
my Phil! Since that time, we have made love several times. Having him suck
my cock for the first time ever was even better. I didn't even stop to
think about it when I took his hard man's cock into my mouth. I seemed to
know instinctively what to do to please him, but my Internet research also
finally paid off. And the first time he put his cock inside my butt, I
thought I was in heaven! Yeah, it hurt a little when he first went inside,
but the pain went away very quickly and was replaced by the most wonderful
feelings I've ever had! And when I started to cum, I just couldn't stop!
I couldn't believe that I was cumming without even touching my cock, and
when the first cum started to die down, along came another one, even more
powerful than the first. I think I was screaming in pleasure at this
point, but I don't know. All I remember is that I didn't want this to ever
end, and yet, I wanted it to end cuz the pleasure was becoming almost too
much to take. This one didn't stop but just kept going on and on and on.
It only stopped when Phil took his cock out of me, and even then, there
were still a few small shocks of pleasure. For a few minutes, I couldn't
move or speak until finally, Phil found his voice and asked if I was ok.
Heck, no!! I was WAY more than ok! I wanted to do this over and over!
The feeling of his hard cock inside me, pounding me, loving me, giving me
such pleasure I never knew existed! But above it all, was the fact that he
and I were connected totally on so many levels.
We talked and kissed for a bit, then decided we both REALLY needed a
shower. Phil carried me as usual when I was suddenly hit by such cramps!
I needed to get to the cr NOW! Phil understood what was happening and set
me down. I just made it, as I thought my guts were exploding! And the
sounds!! I was sooooo embarrassed that Phil could hear everything!! But
when it was all over, he gently and lovingly explained what had happened
and that it would most likely happen again. He made me feel better, and it
made me love him all the more.
And he was right. It DID happen again after that awful night at my
parents' when Tita Sara said such terrible and hurtful things. When we got
home, I really needed him to make love to me. Not gentle love, but hard,
demanding and affirming love. I needed him to prove to me that I belonged
to him, to claim me totally and completely. God bless him, he did. I know
this is not how he wants us to make love, but right then, it's what I
desperately needed. And when we were done, I knew in my heart that nothing
was ever going to come between us, and that Phil would always be there to
take care of me and love me, just as I will always do for him. I knew that
I'd probably be sore from the pounding I needed, but that would only be yet
another reminder of how much my man loved me. And, of course, there was
another run to the cr. This time, I remembered what he had said before, so
I wasn't as embarrassed. But, God!! I didn't know an asshole could make
the sounds that came from mine, and I couldn't help laughing a bit. Boys
my age are always making fart jokes and trying to gross each other out. I
think my performance right then was Olympic gold medal quality! It's
probably a good idea none of my friends were around, or I'd never hear the
end of it. But I knew that Phil would be ok and not make fun of me. He
had just proven to me just how very much he loves me by doing what I asked
him to do. I know how hard it must have been for him to pretty much use me
like that, but it's exactly what I needed. My Phil! Thank you Dear Lord!!
You've answered my prayers and given me a love that others can only dream
about. But maybe if their dreams are like mine, then maybe their dreams
will also come true, and they can find such great love too.
The one big thing I'm having a hard time getting used to is that Phil
evidently is very rich. This is something that wasn't in my dreams, and I
honestly don't care if he is or isn't. I only want to love him and have
him love me. We could live in a squatter's shack, and I would be
completely happy as long as I was with him. I'm still trying to get used
to the fact that this is now OUR house, Phil and me. AND ME!!! That's the
hardest to believe. Phil saw to it that we own this house together, not
just him. That really...what's that expression?...Oh yeah. Blows me away!
Just when I was beginning to accept this, we had another meeting with Josie
at the house, and I find out that he also plans for me to be a full partner
with him in his hotel. And not just one hotel, but at least two! AND he
wants my family to be a part of it too! This guy just throws one surprise
after another! But the money all this is going to take! I know he tried
to explain it to me, but even what he just receives monthly was more money
than I could imagine! This hotel stuff will take a great deal more than
that, I'm sure. I think Phil and I need another talk, and I need to really
pay attention. I'm not dumb. I do very well in school, and math is my
best subject. Maybe it would help if we could go over things with pen and
paper. Maybe if I can see it in black and white then it will help make
sense to me, so we need to find some time to sit down and do this.
Unfortunately, whenever we're alone, all I want to do is love him and make
love with him. I now know how a drug addict must feel, cuz I just can't
get enough of him. I love him so so much!!
There's a big cloud over our lives, though. He has to go back to the
US soon, and I don't know how I'll handle it. I know he feels the same way
cuz we've talked about it. I've been trying to show a very positive face,
telling him that it's only for a short while, but inside, I feel like
screaming and crying. I've waited for him for 4 years since my first
dream. To only have a few short weeks is not enough. And, yeah, I know in
my heart he'll be back again soon, but the thought of not being able to
touch him, hold him, make love to him for that time apart hurts me inside.
But I WILL be strong for him and show him I'm worthy of his love. I will
never let him see how I'm really feeling about this. I need to make this
separation as easy for him as I can. I love him too much to add to his
worry and sadness. That's what adults do, and even though I'm 14, our
relationship is a very adult thing. For my Phil, for my Dream Man, I'll do
anything!
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